He knelt on the floor as
directed; sat back on his heels, legs slightly spread, hands behind his back,
head bowed.
“You did well tonight, my
boy. I’m proud of you.”
His Dom’s gruff voice flowed
over him, causing his heart to race and the butterflies in his stomach to
flutter madly.
He saw his manhood spasm in
anticipation. Well, as much as it could with the heavy ring around it.
That ring and his collar were
all he wore.
He closed his eyes and worked
on staying as still as he possibly could while waiting.
He knew from past experience
that his obedience and patience would be richly rewarded.
The End.
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